(Thes One)

Yo I think this time I've found a shorty for me

We talk a lot take walks a lot she doesn't bore me

In fact she won't ignore me when I'm speakin music matters

She's intelligent fly style flatters

My own style chickens scatter when she floats through the club

Child matters

Love I'm thinkin

I met her one night drinkin I suggested a show

She walked up and said "I know you

You're from the P-U, T-S, I think your name is Thes too,"

Would you like a soda, I'm underage

Slipped her my number, tipped away

And said give me a page later

In typical latin lady flavor she said "maybe,

??? que si" That's how it should be

And see she played me close, next night dinner,

The champagne toast, sunset pacific coast,

And mostwhile, everything to me was like tight groovy

Always a treat, man, she took me to the movies

Made love to beats, woke up and made me pancakes

And this point I knew my shit was land or lakes

Fellas, I might be in love but something's still not right,

We didn't fight but she didn't call me last night

She got mad loot, no jobs, and plus a high renter

Cellular phone to check the Pac Bell message center,

Which she does too much, and I'm really not with it

She tells me that she loves me so I guess I'm committed

(HOOK x 2)

Turndown days.....

No way, no way

"It gets better, this girl's kinda clever"

(Double K)

Yo I was coolin at the club about ten on the dot

Drinkin Hennesey and Coke, feeling like 2Pac

Me and the crew hit the stage in about a half of one

Trying to ditch security cause I'm under twenty-one

Just then, I see this fine Latin chi